Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Father's Arrival

The Naila kost.

Faisal was awake, and had just finished the Ashar prayer. Naila respects the rest of the tempeh and knows what's inside the refrigerator. Previously he had already cooked rice in magic com.

"Hmm..perfect fragrance, what cook, Nai?"

"There's a cook, Dad! Tofu-tempe, hehe..."

"Dad hasn't eaten in the afternoon, has he?"

"Yes, I was so sleepy! I couldn't sleep last night!"

"Why? Is there something disturbing? Any word from Freya's sister?"

"Not yet!"

"Dad, can Naila be honest?"

"Why should I ask? You have to be honest! What's up?"

Naila recounts the chronology of Adit's anger before they divorced.

"What's? The alfan? You're not wrong, are you?"

"I saw the picture myself, even I kept one!"

Naila took a photograph from inside her closet. The photo he kept under the folds of his clothes. The photo Naila kept was a photo of Freya and Alfani at the entrance to the hospital. Alfano rubbed Freya's body with a stomach that had not yet been seen bloated.

"This, Dad!"

Faisal looked at the photo.

"This is clearly Alfan! But why are they together?And... Is this why Freya?"

"Did Brother Freya not contact Dad at all?"

"Never! The number has changed too!But maybe he called your grandmother! The proof is your grandmother's just relaxing."

"Say Adit Kak Freya is pregnant!"

"What?"

Faisal drowned hearing Naila's statement. He was very disappointed in himself. He felt like he had failed to be a father.

"Dad, this is not necessarily true! I can find out to Om Rendy. Sorry if I've been quiet all this time, I just don't want to make things worse."

"You're not wrong, Nai! You have tried your best. I don't know, why did your mother go wrong for you?"

"What did Dad say? Don't talk like that! Didn't you always teach me to accept the destiny God gave me?"

"Astaghfirullah! You're Dad's only encouragement right now."

Naila holds the father. Give strength and understanding.

Faisal tried to contact Rendy to ask Alfano. But Rendy's number is being redirected.

"It looks like I have to go to Alfano's house, call his parents can't."

"Dad, don't think too hard? Talk carefully, not emotionally! I don't want you to get sick because of this!"

"Thank you, Nai! Sorry you had to grow up before your time. Be a good daughter to me."

"I'm not that good, Dad! I've been dishonest about my scholarship to Dad." Inner Naila.

A month has passed. Salman is still in Jogja. His mother always called to have him back in town, but Salman still reasoned. Today he will start opening his district.

A few days ago Salman was trying to persuade Nabila to work in his district. Naila initially refused. But because of Salman's persistence, Naila finally recounted. Naila thought it might be better, than she was made a scapegoat by Sapphira.

It was 3pm after Ashar Salman's best friend picked Naila up at her boarding house. Naila had already refused to be picked up, as she could use a taxi or a grap to get to the distro. But it is not Salman his name, if not coercive. Though Naila pity Salman, the distance from housing to boarding is further than je distro.

They are currently in the distro. There is already Om Alan and his wife, Caca and also Ciko. There were several male and female employees recruited by Salman before the distro opened. There are also other Salman's men. Salman appointed Naila as manager of his district. So his work is not too time consuming. Naila can enter at any time. Naila refused the position. But because Salman is confident in Naila's ability. Finally Naila can accept and want to try her best.

Salman has cut his opening tape. Om Alan perpetuated the opening by recording and photographing to be sent to Haris' father.

Currently they are eating rice tumpeng which is used as a thanksgiving menu.

"Nin, let's eat! Do I want to get it?"

"No, no! I can take it myself!"

Caca who saw the scene was fed up.

"Bang, take dong!"

"You can take it yourself, Ca!"

For opening distro they provide massive discounts to attract customers. After the meal is over, the distro is opened for visitors who want to see and even buy. There are several shirts and t-shirts that become the target of the visitors.

"Nin, thank you?"

"For what?"

"Thanks to your idea, our opening is crowded."

"Thank you for giving me a new job too."

Their conversation returned to Caca's attention. He's not even fond of Naila.

"Pa, why did Bang Salman have to recruit his friend?"

"Yes leave it! This distro belongs to Salman, so who is he going to recruit? Why are you Yan Bete?"

"Read not like it!"

"Don't like why, did Naila ever make a mistake for you?"

"No, it's not that! Caca doesn't like Bang Salman being close to him!"

"Remember ya, Ca! You and Salman are brothers! Don't let there be more feelings than brothers!"

"But, Pa!"

"There's no but-but-an! Don't interfere in people's business! Papa never taught you to do that! Let's go home! Don't you have a job to make papers?"

Alan said goodbye to Salman, he also brought Caca home.

"Nin, because it's still opening, today we close at 8!"

"Okay, Boss!"

Not long after that a car came and stopped in front of the distro. Salman memorized the car.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Said a beautiful woman in a veil Dark blue and denim color.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."Answer them simultaneously.

"Mother...!"

Sontak Salman approached the Mother. He kissed the back of his hand, Raisya kissed the son's forehead.

"No more kissing!" Said the Father.

"Dad!" Salman kissed Haris on the back. Haris patted the son's shoulder.

"If you haven't seen each other in a long time, will you get along?" Raisya said to her husband and son.

"Mother and Dad why didn't you tell me that you were going to Jogja? If I know you're coming, I can postpone the opening."

"Your mother is worthy! I have no intention of coming here! For my beloved wife." Said Haris, the prestige said miss the son.

"Yes, yeah, it's up to Dad!Where's my sisters? Why aren't they coming?"

"Raka and Riky are preparing to go to college, take the class exam."

Seeing the familiarity of Salman and his parents, Naila was envious. All this time, it was just his father where he was spoiled. He remembered his mother whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Nin, here!" Salman's voice breaks Naila's daydream.

"Mother, Dad, meet this Nindi! Uh I mean Naila." Salman.

"What's his name, son?" Ask Raisya gently.

"I'm Naila Anindita, Aunt." Naila. He kissed the back of Raisya and Haris' hands.

"So soon, I seem to remember this name!" Raisya remembered something.

Seriate.....

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Sorry if there's still typo brother

Author oleng🤣

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